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Click hereAm I living in reality
Or is this how love goes
Does it feel perfect
Is it a bed of roses
The pain of my past
Threatens to tear me apart
I have deep wounds
Embedded in my heart
Love, I know it ain't no bed of roses
Because every rose has its thorns
They draw blood
They leave you to morn
Freedom itself is not free
Dreams turn to nightmares
What once caused irresistible joy
Now gives you a hell of a scare
Grief comes easily
It is easy to hurt those you love
But you have to learn
Trust is a thing to take hold of
A fire can warm you
On a cold, damp night
But it can burn you
If it isn't handled right
A heart can shatter
One word can break it in two
Nothing can mend a broken heart
No matter what you try to do
So be careful what you do
The choices that you make
Remember just one thing
It is easy for a heart to break